Chapter 721
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He was Tiandao Sect's Elder Wan, a First Step Xiantian Full Circle Martial Artist!
Even if … as a child, this little boy's cultivation was indeed very high!
Eh –!
Elder Wan narrowed his eyes in shock.
Because only now did he notice that Little Bao's cultivation had actually attained the perfection-stage of the Heaven Rank.
He was just one step away from entering the Innate Realm!
A four or five-year-old child could actually reach the Innate Realm?
Who would believe such a thing?
But on the other hand, it also proved that this child's innate talent had already reached a heaven-defying level.
If he could refine this child's skin and bones into a pill and consume it, what kind of effect would there be?
At the thought of this, Elder Wan's eyes burned with passion as if they were about to burst into flames.
Even his desire for Mu Yan has been thrown to the back of his mind.
"Little boy, be obedient and follow grandpa. Grandpa promises that I won't hurt a single finger of yours. But if you don't listen, then don't blame grandpa for being impolite!"
Little Bao looked at him coldly, his icy blue eyes filled with disdain and ridicule. "Old dog, who are you calling grandfather!"
Puff!
Guan Hu almost spat out a mouthful of water.
Everyone in the Nether Flame Army turns their accusing gazes towards Guan Hu and the Ink Camp.
It was all these fellows' fault for always having a big mouth. They had actually led astray their immortal-like little master!
Guan Hu touches his nose guiltily, not daring to look at Mu Yan's eyes.
In fact, among the four camps of the Nether Flame Army, the strongest is the Ink Camp. But strictly speaking, the real master of the Ink Camp isn't Mu Yan, but Xiao Bao.
Therefore, Xiao Bao usually spends the most time hanging out with this group of uncouth men from the Ink Camp.
They didn't expect that their lovable, exquisite, and aloof Little Mistress would actually be led astray by this group of uncouth men from the Ink Camp.
In the future, they're going to forbid their little Mistress from having too much contact with this bunch of guys from the Ink Camp.
Mu Yan doesn't care about Xiaobao's catchphrase in the slightest.
Her baby could live however he wanted. He didn't need to care about other people's opinions, nor did he need to care about the teachings of the secular world.
As long as her Xiaobao was happy, that was enough.
She was worried about the battle between Xiaobao and Elder Wan.
Xiao Bao's innate talent is very high. Under Di Ming Jue's training, his strength is far higher than people of the same cultivation level.
However, the problem was that Elder Wan had stepped into the Xiantian Full Circle in one step. Mu Yan clearly knew that Xiao Bao was definitely not his match.
Sure enough, Elder Wan was infuriated by Xiao Bao calling him an old dog. He roared and charged at Xiao Bao.
A terrifying pressure and majestic profound energy surrounded them, firmly suppressing Xiaobao.
Even if Xiaobao relied on his nimble figure to dodge every single fatal attack, he was still overstretched and was surrounded by danger.
Mu Yan's heart is hanging by a thread.
She wants to help, but she's afraid of disturbing Di Ming Jue's training of Xiao Bao. As a result, she doesn't dare to act blindly without thinking.
Finally, she heard the man's deep voice. "Graceful Feather!"
It's just a few words, but Muyan immediately understands.
The Tian Mo Qin appears out of thin air. The strings are plucked, and the melodious sound of the qin drifts out.
[Graceful Feather] activated!
Along with the sound of the zither, a strand of seven-colored energy that was invisible to the naked eye overflowed from Mu Yan's fingertip and floated around, twining around Xiao Bao and Elder Wan.
As more and more of this energy twines around them,
Elder Wan suddenly feels that his body has become no longer flexible, and the circulation of his Spiritual Energy has also become sluggish.
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